Re: Someone Like You (Shiori)

by Guest Sun Nov 27, 2011 8:08 pm

Fayre stared at him, stopping her struggle when she saw Fayre riding up. Noticing the change, her father only gripped her tighter.
“Ah, young Prince Alexander,” King Lewis said, his voice filled with malice. “I trust you haven’t been toying with my daughter.” Fayre looked pleadingly at Alexander, but did so in a way her father would never detect it.
“In any case, I’ll be taking Fayre home now, she’s unfashionably late.” Lewis dragged out the word ‘late,’ and it was filled with anger and hatred. Lewis let go of Fayre’s waist and grabbed her roughly by the upper arm and turned around, pushing her homeward.
“Adieu,” Lewis said, before moving off.

by BayMickey Sun Nov 27, 2011 8:12 pm

Alexander shook his head. "No sir. I haven't been. I just was coming through, sir." He looked at Fayre with hard eyes, showing no sign of affection.

by Guest Sun Nov 27, 2011 9:06 pm

“All right, then! I’m sure you have other women to court, no?” Lewis said over his shoulder, “Fayre’s late for meeting her future husband. Good day to you, Prince Alexander.”
Fayre’s heart stopped. Her father had arranged a marriage with another man behind her back? Without even giving her the slightest of hints it was to happen? Fayre felt herself choke up, but managed a stiff reply, “Good day, Alexander.” It sounded unnaturally formal and she hated how it sounded, but she had to keep up the act. She couldn’t let her father know she’d been harboring feelings for Alexander—and for a long time, at that.

by BayMickey Mon Nov 28, 2011 2:22 pm

Alexander straightened up at the sound of her getting married. "I wish you two great happiness in the marriage, princess. And good day, sir." Alexnader nodded in goodbye, and kept going straight forward, on his way. He stopped when he got deep enough in the woods, waiting for them to pass. He sat and waited, taking a swig of whiskey every now and then. "Why did I get into this Sempre? I admit though, it's the best secret I've ever kept." Alexander laughed at himself. "And her stallion fancies you, also. I know you enjoy that girl. Some company."

by Guest Mon Nov 28, 2011 3:27 pm

Fayre just shook her head, “You, as well,” Fayre commented.
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When Fayre reached home, her father examined her thoroughly, “Get yourself up and bathe. I don’t want you ever going near the lake again, if that prince is going to be around there. I don’t want him soiling you before your marriage. Not even a single peck on the cheek.” Lewis patted his daughter’s shoulder, shoving her up the stairs, “Now, off to bathe! We’re dining with your betrothed tonight.”

by BayMickey Mon Nov 28, 2011 3:39 pm

Alexander snorted when he realized he had waited an hour and they didn't pass. He climbed on Sempre's back, leading her to Fayre's kingdom. Taking some coal from his bag if he had ever needed it (for chalking up spear points), he rubbed his hands around it, spreading it through his blonde hair, and making it coal black. He also temporarily died his stubble on his chin brown by rubbing the coal on his hands lightly, making it black too. He looked fairly different, but he need something else. Alexander took out his dagger and started ripping at his shirt and pants, making holes where he needed then. "Well, i'm off to be a beggar."

by Guest Mon Nov 28, 2011 3:53 pm

Fayre grimaced as she walked up the stairs, having her maid, Fiona, draw up a nice, hot bath, which she happily got into, stripping herself of the tightly-fitting bodice. Fayre sighed as she sunk lower into the bathtub, wondering what Alexander was up to. Suddenly, Fayre found it odd that she was undressed, in the bathtub, and thinking of Alexander. Her face flushed crimson momentarily.

by BayMickey Mon Nov 28, 2011 3:57 pm

Alexander, I mean Kye, rode into he capitol city of Fayre's home-country. He paid for his horse to be put in the stables, and walked over to the castle, faking a limp. He bid his act to the guards, saying he was looking for a job. they let him in. He climbed into the throne room, kneeling before the king and begging for a job.

by Guest Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:00 pm

Lewis stared at the oddly familiar man. However familiar he looked, it was impossible for this man to be Alexander… their hair colors were on opposite sides of the spectrum. Sighing, Lewis waved his hand dismissively, “You can help Fiona care for my daughter. No snooping. I’ll have you beheaded before you can blink.”

by BayMickey Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:03 pm

'Yes, sir. thank you. Thank you." Kye smiled, standing, then bowing in front of the king.

by Guest Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:09 pm

Lewis nodded and waved, “Go,” he snapped. Turning to his wife, Mary, and talking quietly.

Fayre got out of the bathtub and took the towel Fiona handed her.
“I’ll be right back, m’lady,” Fiona said in her quiet accent, “I’ll fetch your nightclothes.”
Fayre smiled, “Thank you, Fiona.”

by BayMickey Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:11 pm

Kye turned, walking out and up to where he was supposed to go. He bowed at the lady's maid. "Anything I can do, miss?"

by Guest Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:13 pm

Fiona frowned momentarily, staring at the man. She stared at him, and snapped, “Get the coal out of your hair, would you? Unbecoming. What you can do is go get the lady her nightclothes. They’re in the closet down the hall.” Fiona strode past him. “I shall go get her dinner.”

by BayMickey Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:20 pm

Kye shuddered. "My hair is black. An dyes ma'am." He went a retrieved the clothes, bringing them back tot eh lady. "My name is Kye, also."

by Guest Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:24 pm

Fiona stared at him, “Fiona,” she said coolly. “And it’s not me that needs the clothing, it’s the Lady. Third room on the right corridor.” Fiona nodded, walking down the stairs. “I’ll be right back, with the Lady’s food. Now don’t snoop with the princess—her father doesn’t wish her to be soiled before she’s betrothed. However dinner with him was cancelled. Apparently he ‘couldn’t make it.’” Fiona shrugged. “Either way. Now go!”

by BayMickey Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:29 pm

Kye nodded, trudging down the hall. "You clothes, mistress." He waited patiently for Fayre to open the door.

by Guest Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:38 pm

Fayre looked up, hearing a vaguely familiar voice from behind the door. She threw the towel tighter around her, and walked over to the door, opening it slightly. She stared at the man, knowing almost immediately who it was, “Alexander!” she whispered, taking the clothes from him and smiling, “What’re you doing here?” she asked quietly.

by BayMickey Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:40 pm

"I'm not that wretched prince Alexander. He disgusts me. I'm Kye. And stop.Your father will see." Kye handed the clothes to Fayre. "Meet me in the garden at midnight." He departed, straight look on his face.

by Guest Mon Nov 28, 2011 4:43 pm

Fayre rolled her eyes, taking the clothes and closing the door gently. It’d only been a couple minutes after she’d gotten dressed in her silky nightclothes, when Fiona came up, bringing a tray of food.
“The new butler didn’t harass you at all, did she, ma’am?” Fiona asked, putting the tray down on the table.
“No. But I’m rather weary. I shall eat and return my own tray when I finish. Goodnight Fiona.”
Fiona nodded curtly and left the room.

by BayMickey Wed Nov 30, 2011 2:08 pm

Kye did all he was told until eh was needed no more for the night. He snuck off into the garden,unoticed and unseen, waiting for Fayre. Streaks of blonde had started to show in Alexander's, I mean Kye's, hair. Though he didn't know it, everyone else did. Most people got suspicious, but some just laughed it off. They still didn't know who he was. Or would tell if they found out. Kye sighed, pulling out his dagger from it's spot in his trouser trim. He slid his fingers across the blade, his reflection in the silver. "I look that bad?" Kye laughed, getting the coal and replinshing his hair.

by Guest Wed Nov 30, 2011 3:57 pm

Fayre stretched and yawned. It was ten to midnight, and it would take her about that long to get down there. She rushed downstairs, being as silent as a mouse, and looked around, avoiding the guards whenever she saw them. Quietly, she slipped into the garden, gathering her nightdress around her and stepping lightly over the stepping stones that led from the small pond that encircled the garden to where Alexander—oh, right, Kye—was standing. “Hello there,” Fayre whispered cheerily, hopping off the last stepping stone, landing deftly beside him.

by BayMickey Wed Nov 30, 2011 4:00 pm

"Hello, princess. Isn't it a fine night?" Kye's fake [insert Fayre's country's name here] accent ringed through the garden. "You look fine in your night dress. have a seat." He smiled sliding the blade back where it was in the first place. Kye looked u at Fayre, her eyes shining into his.

by Guest Wed Nov 30, 2011 4:06 pm

[ Name: Giya ]

Fayre smiled slightly, and she blushed slightly at his comment, “You shouldn’t be saying that with guards around,” Fayre teased, poking his shoulder gently, sitting down beside him, staring around at the decadent garden. “It’s quite lovely here…” she commented.

by BayMickey Wed Nov 30, 2011 4:08 pm

Kye nodded in agreement. "Why yes it is. And I'm sorry, princess. But I doubt they would hurt a prince. I'm just saying, not like there's any princes around here or anything." Kye smiled, poking Fayre pack.

by Guest Wed Nov 30, 2011 4:12 pm

Fayre smiled and turned to him, “It’s not like I care,” Fayre chuckled, poking him back yet again, though only halfheartedly. “Oh, of course not. I don’t see a prince anywhere.” Fayre winked at him flirtatiously, before staring around at the garden. “Hmm, I don’t like it here.” Fayre, catching herself, corrected, “The kingdom, I mean. Ever considered…running away?”

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